Sunday, February 6, 2011
Shopping Trip
To the drug store this morning. I go to a different one every time. I'm afraid of them noticing. Noticing that I always buy gauze and band aids and things to keep my broken self together. I'm afraid they will ask me how I get hurt so often. I'm mostly afraid of my own reply, and my inability to admit that I do it to myself.
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Sending you light and good thoughts of healing and inner peace.
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peace.....
p.s. saw you over at Wonderingsoul's blog
Thank you so much for sending kind words and I am sorry for the 6 month delay in posting. Your kindness in spite of my ramblings means a great deal to me.
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